wedding, tommyinnit.

forty six. phil loves me more.

warnings: none!

IRL

MARCH 28TH, 2023
8:14am

"tommy, tell me what the fuck you're making me do, please." i pleaded.

tommy had shown up at my door, bright and early at eight am to inform me he was filming for his 'tom simons' channel, and i had to do it with him. yet, he gave me zero information regarding what the video was. the way he was acting was making me nervous.

"don't worry about it, love. hurry up, though, elodie and ash are waiting."

rolling my eyes, i continued to slip my nike socks onto my feet along with my converse. i was wearing an essentials hoodie with black leggings, considering i had no clue what we were doing. i also didn't like how i wasn't driving, i was always the driver so it was unusal not being the designated driver.

"right, c'mon!" he grinned, excitement in his voice.

tommy energetically sprinted down my stairs, and i followed normally. he seemed excited, but with tommy you never know if it's excitement for the activity, or the excitement for the pure fear the other person is going to immense doing said activity. i knew it was going to be something i was hesistant to do, or he would have just told me straight off the bat what we were doing.

elodie held the camera up from the passenger seat as tommy and i clumbered into the backseat, tommy smiling and shouting whilst i yawned and put my face in my hands.

"do i get to know what we're doing yet?" i asked, looking at tommy and giving him the same look i gave him when he surprised me with the cabin, which would always make him cave.

"no, stop being impatient."

one thing about me is i HATED surprises. i'd always appreciate the thought behind it, but the thought didn't stop me from hating them. i was one to always like to have a ready set out plan, and a plan b, maybe even a plan c if necessary, so surprises weren't really my thing.

"elodie, tell me please." i pouted, looking at her.

she frowned, putting the camera down. "sorry, everly. i love you and i'd tell you if it didn't get me fired."

"ash, c'mon!" i turned my face to ash, who stared at the road expressionless.

i huffed and sunk into my seat, putting my seat belt on as ash started to drive. the drive consisted of me begging the three of them to atleast hint to me what we were doing, but it all got shut down. everything suddenly became clear when i saw the huge sign that read 'skydiving.'

my heart fell to the ground and i quickly looked at tommy, elodie starting to record.

"tommy, i'm going to fucking kill you." i spoke with a serious tone, wanting to curl up and die in the moment.

"look, i've done it before with jack and tubbo. if tubbo can do it, you can do it. it'll be fine; you'll love it, i promise."

"i hate heights, you know that!" i whined.

"we're facing fears today, everton!" he yelled excitedly, taking his seatbelt out.

breathing through my nose loudly, i took mine off and got out of the car, following behind tommy. elodie and ash started talking, so tommy took the chance to take me into a quieter place to talk to me.

"ev, if you really don't want to do it, you don't have to. i'm sorry i didn't tell you earlier, i just thought it would be fun. i've done it before and i don't even really like heights myself." he started, holding my sweaty hands. "do you want to do it? i promise, we can turn around and go back home if you don't."

thinking about it, i hesitated but nodded. "no, i'll do it. but you're buying me ice cream after."

his serious face quickly turned happy, and a wide smile appeared on his face. "i'll buy you all the ice cream you want, c'mon let's go and jump out of a plane."

after going over the safety instructions and getting tied into the ropes and such, we got on the plane. it started rising, and i felt my heart racing in my chest. tommy looked over at me and gave me a comforting smile, mouthing 'you'll be okay.'

"phil would be so proud of us right now." i broke a joke, trying to lift my own mood. it didn't really help, but everyone that understood the joke laughed, which was nice.

"he would." tommy said, "well, me more because he's known me longer."

"okay well he loves me more because kristin does and kristin is his wife." i bit back.

"well, my wifes don't like you, so fuck you."

knowing the camera was recording us, i held back a laugh and started to joke around, knowing exactly what the viewers wanted from a vlog with tommy and i. "what? i love myself, what do you mean?"

"i– everly, stop. you're not my wife. well–, no, there's no well, you just are not my wife. you can be one if you want to be, i'll just have to discuss it with all of my other women when i get home." he stuttered, and i knew he went bright red despite him wearing a mask.

"yeah, yeah." i laughed.

"who's going first?" one of the staff members asked, and shockingly i volunteered.

"you got this, ev, i'm proud of you." tommy reassured, and i smiled even though he couldn't see it, sitting between the mans legs.

"can i get a countdown?" i asked, and he agreed.

the countdown went hastily, and before i knew it my body was being flung off of a fucking plane thirty thousand feet in the air. he set the parachoute off as i let out a scream but found it laughable when i realised how fun it was.

that was until i noticed how high up i was, and how low the drop was, and the thousands of possibilities that this could result in. what the fuck did i get myself into? brushing the thoughts off, i pulled a face to the camera that recorded us.

we soon hit the ground and i looked up, seeing tommy flying down. it was a hilarious sight, and tommy being tommy, dabbed. classic. cringing mentally at the sight, he landed.

"how was it?" he shouted, walking over to me.

"fun, i actually liked it. shit myself a bit, but it was worth it."

"fucking told you you'd like it," he laughed, pulling me into a small hug. "ice cream?"